The past 48 hours have been my own personal Merc Gone Retro nonstop party, where what I mean is the opposite of a party. But most of the miscommunications seem to have been worked out, the knots untangled, and August more-or-less sorted, with September maybe making sense.
October is still an incipient clusterfuck, tho.
And that's with me being organized and reasonably on top of my game. How do disorganized people survive? (that's not entirely a rhetorical question)
October is still an incipient clusterfuck, tho.
And that's with me being organized and reasonably on top of my game. How do disorganized people survive? (that's not entirely a rhetorical question)